Depressing Poems

Cold Supernova

People always use light as happiness

And use dark as evil.

But what is it really?

The relation seems medieval.

Because the shadow can hold comfort

While the sun brings only pain.

So when comfort is strived

When emotions are strained

Light might be warm but

Darkness, the calm domain,

Is more than what light can ever obtain.

To see a heat. One that melts things for fun.

Be seen as something of pleasure, a vacation in the sun

Is quite absurd when thought, really

When you break it down, both sad and silly.

Because most seek shelter in dark,

turning off the lights to sleep.

Yet where did we begin?

Ponder our world if the sun does a clean sweep.